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As early as the beginning, Xie Ci felt Yuan Changhuan's insistence, so now, I don't feel strange about her request, it's just ...... Holding an umbrella with one hand, caressing the corners of his forehead with the other, he smiled bitterly, "Yuanyuan, it's not easy to arrange you in." ”

Since ancient times, there has been no precedent for women to fight, even if no one dares to say two in the entire Daqi now, but he can't ignore the people of the world, let alone ignore her.

If she wins, it's fine, but if she loses, he can guarantee her safety, but he can't guarantee the people's judgment of her.

Yuan Changhuan could probably understand what Xie Ci was worried about, "No matter the outcome of winning or losing, I can bear it." ”

Xie Ci shook his head and looked at her with lowered eyes, "But Yuanyuan, I can't bear it." ”

can't bear it, no one is disrespectful to her, no one is unfavorable to her, everything, as long as it is about her, he can't think about it with rational thinking, and meeting Yuan Changhuan is the beginning of his most irrationality.

Yuan Changhuan pursed his red lips, the rain continued, the wind was howling, the umbrella bone in his hand was already crumbling, before it was broken, Yuan Changhuan looked at him stubbornly, "Thank you, retreat after the incident, it's not your character." ”

"My character, after meeting you, has no character anymore."

It's all because of you.

Life is because of you, death is because of you, joy is because of you, anger is because of you, all joy, anger and sorrow are because of you.

If it weren't for this time, if Xie Ci confessed to Yuan Changhuan like this, I am afraid that Yuan Changhuan would still be beating a drum in his heart, and at this time, it is obviously not a good time to confess.

Xie Ci's love for herself is too strong, like a vortex that can swallow everything, if she has any expression, she can be completely swallowed by this vortex, Yuan Changhuan guarded his heart to the death, not daring to show a bit, for fear that there is a whirlpool in front of him, if he falls in, he will never recover.

"Don't say it, I've made up my mind."

Yuan Changhuan threw away the umbrella that had been scraped and turned to leave, without the slightest nostalgia.

Looking at her back, Xie Ci did not chase after her, but after her figure did not enter the tent door, he held an umbrella, turned around and re-entered the city wall step by step.

He wanted to confirm one thing.

An hour later.

Xie Ci stood on the city wall, watching the downpour disappear directly, his thin lips outlined a cool arc, and sure enough, as he expected, if he was not mistaken, this person should be ......

The phoenix's eyes shrank slightly, and Xie Ci raised his hand.

On the originally damp city wall, another person appeared, standing behind Xie Ci, "Lord." ”

It's the River of Ink.

Every time Mohe saw the Lord's expression, he knew that someone must be unlucky again, I don't know, who is the next unlucky egg.

"Go and leave the night, bring it here."

The person who knows the person opposite best in the whole world is probably the night.

"What if he doesn't?" Mohe subconsciously asked, after all, this night Mo Li is very slippery, it's okay to care about life and death, if you bring him alive, you can only faint.

I just don't know, the Lord wants to die or live.

Xie Ci glanced at him lazily, and his phoenix eyes were disgusted, "What does this son want to do with a dead man?" ”

"My subordinates understand, let's do it!"

As soon as Mohe saw that his master was not angry, he immediately turned around and ran, and it was easy to live.

The opposite city wall has long been deserted.

After the sky improved, he re-descended from his city wall and returned to the camp tent, ready to coax his own lady.

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